Sunday, June 14, 2009

Small Town Snapshot Sunday #2

Living in a small town means dirt roads for city streets. Walking on the road because they're never really busy and there aren't always sidewalks.

Small towns also often have railroad tracks nearby. When I was young I walked down many a railroad track. This was also one of my daughter's favorite things to do. Dried up mud on dirt roads can produce a bright spot of color, even if it is only a dandelion. Living in a small town also means I don't have to burn gas to get any place in town I want to go. The child carrier on my bike has come in real handy for hauling things to and from places. The other day I hauled the lawn chairs, cooler, camera bag and umbrella in it over to the baseball game.

6 comments:

That track seems to go on forever into the horizon. I used to walk a dirt road to the bus stop everyday when I was a teenager and loved it. I bet the carrier comes in handy quite often, doesn't it? Hope your knee is feeling better. Have a great night.

Michelle - a lot of kids nowadays don't have the opportunity to appreciate an early morning walk. Nothing like birdsong on a cool spring/summer morning. I think the dip and rise in the horizon increases the effect of going on forever. I've hauled lots of things in my carrier. I've got a storage tub that I set in it when I need a solid surface. Knee's nearly healed.:) Listening to rain and thunder this evening.

Elizabeth - the yellow stood out like a sore thumb in the dried mud. Dandelions get a bad rap all the time. It's really a bright pretty little flower.

Wendy - We used to have tracks both north and south of town but they tore out the north tracks several years ago. The north tracks, many moons ago, carried the passenger trains. Stories I've heard was that our little town was once a thriving city with constant passenger train traffic. Many of the buildings that housed the businesses are long gone.

I can so relate to dirt roads and railroad tracks! We had one behind our house while I was growing up. I can't tell you how many times I would pack my hobo bag...scarf tied on the end of a stick...over my shoulder and take a hike. It was the best ever!

Thanks for stopping by my blog..I just found out about the Small Town Snapshot Sundays over at Wendy's. Such great reads!!

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